He didn't expect that the boss would hide such a high-energy bomb in his body and push him into the toilet, he would be almost surrounded by flames, but he was also glad for this, after all, the crowded structure here could reduce the force of the explosion in the first place. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now, all in front of him was invaded by bright fire, he couldn't hear the boss's laughter, he couldn't see the figure of the special police, his whole body was like being bitten by a million bullet ants, from the chest cavity to the epidermis, he felt the fierce sparks jumping, but his cells were also growing like a virus.

In the flames, strands of his hair poured out like frenzy, burning out the moment he touched the flames, but his successors sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, almost blocking the raging flames. The flames burst out with the fluctuations of the explosion, and after a fierce roar in the ears, everything was extinguished, and the surrounding area fell into a deathly silence.

There seemed to be only a small burning sound in the graveyard-like dead silence, he opened his eyes against the flames, and found that his whole body was burned naked, the most embarrassing thing was that this flame forcibly changed him into a layer of skin, the policewoman's long hair was everywhere and disorganized, he couldn't find a mirror to see what he had been blown up into, but he felt that the pain on the top of his head was gradually weakening with the breeze.

When the surrounding gunpowder smoke cleared with the breeze, he found himself standing on the first floor of the waiting hall, surrounded by a mess, where was there any shadow of the toilet, the second floor was blown up to the point that only a thin frame of steel and iron bones remained, and the boss was really like a wisp of green smoke.

"Ahem, ahem! Anyone? He covered his chest against the smoke of gunpowder, removed a piece of rag along the way to cover his woman's carcass, and looked down to see that his wounds were slowly healing with the gentle wind. The explosion just now almost destroyed his body, but the innate characteristics of the policewoman made his cells more healing than hydras.

"Anyone?" Through the layers of gunsmoke, he seemed to feel the presence of rain, the rain washed the dust on his face, flowing down his neck like the Yellow River, and also washed away the fatigue of his whole body.

At the moment, there are so many dead bodies that such a powerful explosion has left no hostages and police officers alive, and many people have not even had time to think about it before they are knocked unconscious by the oncoming debris and impact, maybe such a death will not bring too much pain.

He knelt beside a female corpse, very young, about his age, wearing a leather jacket and jeans, the most complete of these corpses, and he did not care about shame, and quickly tore off her clothes to put himself on, when suddenly a column of water came towards him, and he urgently dodged to the side.

"Anyone?" Another voice came, he saw a fire alarm in a heavy fireproof suit not far away carrying a water pipe around the corpse, he finally understood what was going on with the rain just now, now the smoke was billowing here, the visibility was almost zero, and ordinary people couldn't see what was ahead.

He knew he couldn't stay, and that it was doubtful that someone would survive such an explosion intact, so she headed sideways, through the rubble, and finally squeezed a way out of the smoke.

It was supposed to be three o'clock in the afternoon, but it was as dark as seven or eight o'clock, the explosion affected everything around, countless people were scratched by the flying glass slag, he shuttled between the ruins and the ruins, the survivors were busy treating their wounds, and everyone had tears and horror on their faces.

"Ahem, ahem!" He coughed up the smoke he had just inhaled into his lungs and brushed past the police officers until a dark figure blocked his way.

"Hey, girl, are you hurt?" The other party's voice was very flat, he raised his head, and what greeted him was a white and clean little policeman, his figure looked quite strong, and the arrogant deltoid muscles indicated that he had been working out, and it was that face that added a lot of delicate feeling to this body.

He shook his head and prepared to leave, but the policeman's hand was on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Miss, what is your name?" He continued.

"Leaf ...... Ye Yuning. He replied.

Ye Yuning...... That's good...... Where were you when you exploded? Did you see anything? ”

"I'm ......" he stared at the policeman, confused. Ahem, ahem! ”

"Okay, Zhang Xin, you go and help carry the wounded." Another, slightly more mature voice came, also a young policeman, but slightly louder than the one just now. "Hello, I am the team leader in charge of this explosion, my name is Bai Feng, you stay here for a while, the ambulance will arrive soon, don't ignore the internal injuries."

He nodded, pretending to be weak and leaning back on the police car.

"Xiao Wang, bring this girl a bottle of mineral water!" Bai Feng smiled at him, then walked forward, and gradually disappeared into the smoke.

More than 100 police officers...... More than 200 lives...... It's gone, the dead are responsible for death, and the living are responsible for suffering, so what about him?

There was a sudden smell of dampness in the air, and at first he thought it was the firefighters' water sprayed here, but slowly realized that the splash was really coming from the top of his head, from God, it was really rain.

Countless people raised their heads to look at the sky, I don't know when, the smoke of gunpowder summoned dark clouds, now the sky has been cloudy, the rain is getting bigger and bigger, the day of June, the rain of June, will soon be gray road signs, but people don't seem to care about this sudden weather, countless people shuttle in the heavy rain, shuttle in the smoke of gunpowder.

He looked up at the heavy rain and let it wash over his face......

Ye Yuning...... It was the name he gave himself another body, how many times he lost himself in a life of poverty, his heart was as cold as ice, so this ordinary name, inherited the surname of the girl he loved the most, followed his cold heart, the boss was right, he was their collection, the sad love like an eagle, the sad life of a tiger brother.

I remember that in the second year of junior high school, he was blocked in the toilet by a group of hooligans because he refused to copy homework for his classmates. He was beaten by a group of people against the wall, and suddenly the wind blew violently, the hurricane shattered the glass of the toilet, and countless glass slags scratched the bodies of the group of little hooligans, and when they left crying, Gu Yingfeng saw another self.

Without his downfall, without his cowardice, and without his fragility, the first time I saw her in the mirror, she was like a goddess in a storm, the wounds left by the glass healed with the wind, and the long hair was like a waterfall pouring down thousands of miles in an instant.